Bambi and the Duke
Disowned for being a human, Vivian was taken in as a maid at the age of seven by the Carmichael household. Serving one of the most respected and elite pureblood families in Bonelake, there were rules. Rules that must be followed by all servants and maids. Like everyone else, Vivian was repeatedly reminded not to disobey the rules. But before she could learn to blend into the background like the other servants, the Duke's young son calls to her, “Bambi.” And all hell breaks loose. ----- "What? Never seen a bruise before?" Leonard scoffed at the girl. "Does it hurt?" Vivian asked, gently kneeling beside him and examining the several bruises covering his face. "Not that much." Remembering what her mother used to do when she got a bruise, Vivian brought her sleeve to her mouth and blew warm air on it before placing it on the boy's cheek, taking him by surprise. Leonard swatted her hand away, a hint of pink appearing on his cheeks embarrassed, "W-what are you doing?" "Mama told me this will make the pain go away," the girl held her hand close to her chest as she shared her past memory. "I’m not a child!” Leonard huffed at her. “I don’t think you’re a child,” she stared at him with a crystal-clear gaze. Taken aback, Leonard locked eyes with her for two seconds before shaking his head. “Don’t worry about it. They’ll heal in a day or two anyways," he reassured her before getting up and taking a seat at the table where his books were placed. "Odd girl," he muttered to himself as he pulled the top book from the stack and lost himself in it.
No one knows- Part 2
Vivian stepped into another room, hiding behind the door whilst holding on to a stone-like statue in her hand. When he entered the room she didn't wait and instead struck it on his head as hard as she could. But the man was strong, Ezekiel, caught hold of her wrist and pushed her head against the wall making her vision blind due to the impact,
"Fucking lady," he grumbled under his breath, "You have the nerve to hit me!" he pulled and pushed again. Vivian pushed her hand against the wall, her hand swung the sharp object piercing through his face bringing out a scream of pain, "Argh!"
Trying to run past him didn't work as Ezekiel caught her and pushed her against the floor, his hands on her throat, squeezing it to choke her. She struggled by scratching and kicking him but it was to no avail as her body had begun to lose strength. The man's hands tightened around her throat, reducing the space along with the air which had her eyes turn watery.